Looking at Chang'an City from afar, I saw the city towering, the city wall made of bluestone is as high as dozens of meters, it is really like the city in the sky, and the weather is thousands.

Chang'an City is composed of three parts: Kuocheng, Palace City, Imperial City, 14 north-south streets, 11 east-west streets, adopts the symmetrical layout of the central axis, the planning is rigorous, the neighborhood is neat, there are countless pedestrians on each street, and there are many merchants of the vassal state, and there are many people from the outside of Saiwai.

The Tang Dynasty Hu Feng was prosperous, the women's decoration was generous, revealing exotic customs, Chang'an gathered the world's heroes, countless literati, the literary style was prosperous, the martial arts were prosperous, and the scene of the glorious and prosperous times.

Sanzhou flowers are like brocade, eight rivers flow around the city, 36 flower willow lanes, 72 orchestra buildings, and the eternal romance is gathered in one dynasty.

Thousands of rui qi, purple gas spraying thin, the Sanskrit voice above the imperial city is singing, and there is a chanting voice.

Wandering on the streets of Chang'an City, Ning Wuqian and Lao Jiaolong will hear people talking about the scriptures of the White Horse Temple from time to time, saying that not long ago, two monks entered Chang'an to discuss the Tang Buddhism and the Buddha's principles, no one can argue, that is, many Buddhist monks in Chang'an City also heard the wind and moved, but they were all defeated, and they sighed.

Ning Wujian and Lao Jiaolong glanced at each other, needless to say, the two monks must be the Bodhisattvas and their entourage of the Four Great Continents and the Western Heavens, and they preached Buddhist scriptures and Buddhist principles in this way, obviously they also used this to promote Buddhism.

On Ximen Street in Chang'an City, there are various stalls on both sides, and the shopkeeper Xiao Er is shouting and selling.

"Buns, just out of the cage buns, two for one money, guest officer, come to a ......"

"Rock sugar gourd, rock candy is a lot, two pennies a string, sweet and sour ......"

Between a few stalls, there is an inner hall, surrounded by some people outside, and a voice can be heard inside, "The fate of the snake, born in the first month, there is a way out of all directions, but after the suffering of wind and frost, it is inevitable that everything is like hemp, and you can't ask for one step to the sky, the time has not yet come!"

Ning Wuji's footsteps when he walked here stopped, separated the crowd, and looked inside, the walls were full of jewels, and the hall was full of embroidery. The fragrance of the duck is unbroken, and the magnetic bottle water is clear. On both sides, Wang Wei's paintings are listed, and the ghost valley shape is hung high on the seat. Duanxi inkstone, golden smoke and ink, contrasting with frost and a large pen; Huozhulin, Guo Pushu, carefully corrected the new economic situation of Taiwan politics. The six masters are familiar with and proficient in gossip.

can know the geography of the sky, and know the expression of ghosts. A neck is scheduled for lunch, and the belly is full of stars. The real future things, the past things, look like a moon mirror, a few prosperous, a few defeated, like a god. Knowing the evil and determining the auspicious, judging the death and the life. Talking about the wind and rain, the next pen is terrifying.

The signboard has the name of the book, and the surname is Mr. Yuan Shoucheng.

Next to the case, a handsome, beautiful-looking middle-aged man, in his forties, with a beard under his chin, a golden crown and his hair, pinched a few copper coins in one hand, and told the fortune of a rich man.

"Sir's clever calculation, a certain must listen to it, this ten times the money will be used as a reward, he will fulfill it one day, and then give ten times!"

Seeing that the rich man got up and left, the crowd was in an uproar, all begging Yuan Shoucheng to tell fortunes, Yuan Shoucheng's eyes swept away, fell on Ning Wujian and Lao Jiaolong, and smiled at the two demons.

"Let Jean, let Jean, Mr. Yuan, I brought you a fish, a golden carp ......" A fisherman carrying a fish basket, wearing a robe, and a hat squeezed through the crowd and walked in, with a fishy smell on his body, so that the people around him couldn't help pinching their noses and taking two steps back.

Yuan Shoucheng glanced at the fish basket, and there was indeed a golden carp with two catties of fat up and down, and a wisp of beard, "I didn't come here for half a month to count the hexagram, but also this harvest, it is rare and rare, today has been counted as a hexagram, your hexagram ranks third, there are distinguished guests from the west, I will first make a hexagram for your guests, and see the good luck!"

While speaking, two monks wearing monk's clothes walked slowly, the former old monk had a kind and kind face, wearing gray torn monk's clothes, thick eyebrows and kind eyes, tall and strong, square head and big ears, and the latter a small monk followed the old monk, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, ruddy lips and teeth, but he was a young offspring, with his hands folded.

"Master ......"

"High Monk ......"

"Holy Monk ......"

When the people around who wanted to divinate saw these two people, they all showed respect, and they all performed Buddha salutes, and the two monks returned the salute one by one, when they passed Ning Wuqian and the old Jiaolong, the old monk paused, his eyes fell on Ning Wuji, and his eyes showed a strange color, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, but the donor is a rootless person, can you tell me the name?"

The old Jiaolong's body was tense, quite vigilant, Ning Wuji's face remained unchanged, and he smiled indifferently, "Dashi, meet in Pingshui, why do you need to know your surname, if you have a fate, you will see you again!"

"The donor's Buddha nature is very deep, but you are willing to enter my Buddhism, and the poor monk can let you get started!" The old monk also showed a smile, he heard Ning Wujian shouting "Master" instead of "Master", and he could see through his identity at a glance, but this person was extraordinary.

The little monk looked at Ning Wujian in surprise and frowned, but he still stood quietly aside and did not make a sound.

"The Buddha and I have no chance......" Ning Wujian smiled calmly, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

"Thirty-two should be Zhou Chen, and millions of catastrophes will turn into Yan Fu. The nectar in the bottle is often sprinkled all over the place, and the poplar branches in the hands do not count the autumn. Daoist friends came to the west, but they were not well entertained, and let me count a hexagram, and how about seeing the good and evil?"

The old monk was still about to speak, Yuan Shoucheng, who was sitting in front of the desk, suddenly recited two lines of poetry, with a faint smile on his face, took out a handful of grass from the water purification bottle, and the old monk's sunken eyelids shook slightly, and the little monk turned to Yuan Shoucheng.

"The poor monk doesn't believe in the hexagram, the donor doesn't have to work hard, here, all because Chang'an preaches the donor's hexagram is unique, and he has Fuxi innate gossip, and the magic is unique, and the name is in Chang'an, the poor monk is here, and he wants to ask the donor for a favor!"

Yuan Shoucheng put the grass into the water purification bottle, closed his eyes, leaned back, stroked his beard with his right hand, as if thinking about something, the old monk folded his hands, stood there, and waited quietly.

After a while, Yuan Shoucheng opened his eyes and bowed slightly to the old monk, "Yes!"

When the old monk heard this, he pronounced a Buddha call, "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, the donor's merit is immeasurable, and the poor monk is leaving!"

Many people who want to divinate fortunes are puzzled, what is the situation? The monk asked for the help of the fortune teller, and left without saying anything?

"Sir, in addition to Zhang Xiao's hexagram, there is another hexagram today, I will pay 100 yuan, can you calculate a hexagram for me?" said a gorgeously dressed man.

"Today's trigrams are full, and I will come back tomorrow. Yuan Shoucheng shook his head, said, picked up three copper coins, and began to calculate the hexagram for the fisherman Zhang, "Tomorrow, the net will be cast in the south of the tail of Jinghe Bay, and the fish will be cast in the east, and there will be a harvest." ”

The fisherman Zhang was a little overjoyed, hurriedly thanked him, put the fish basket, took out the golden carp and put it aside, and said goodbye.

"This person has some ability, he is actually familiar with innate gossip, and his strength is also very strong, so he can keep his expression unchanged in front of that person. "Old Jiaolong transmitted the message to Ning Wuji.

Yuan Shoucheng felt something, and glanced at the old Jiaolong, "The scaly beast has also entered Chang'an, but this world is chaotic, go by yourself, and come back tomorrow!"

After collecting the stall, Yuan Shoucheng carried the fish, separated the crowd, and walked out to the west gate of Chang'an City, Ning Wujian touched his chin, "Go, follow." ”

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